..holy fuck....cum,” and pulled my cock from her throat fast enough for the first stream to fill her gaping mouth as she tried to swallow the stream...ng load. The second stream hit her cheek and sprayed over to the other as I grabbed my cock to control the direction of the flow. The third arched to her mound, I wanted to lick her clean. She closed her eyes to get sprayed and then opened them with delight as I stood and milked what little remained over her chin and lips. She reached up and pulled. The final plan was totally my idea, with my husband’s approval. I was going to take him on a date and let’s say he was going to get lucky. This was actually bigger then it sounds, yes we were in the lifestyle but we always played together. This marks something totally different and if it wasn’t for our love of this friend I would of never mention it nor would my husband approve of the idea. Whores we are not. I would say if I didn’t know him so well I might of felt bad for myself as he agreed. I didn't hesitate! I knew immediately; when I got there, I would seduce John before I left! When I walked in I heard music coming from the sanctuary; and, I knew he was waiting for me in the balcony!!I shook his hand and we hung out for a couple of hours. I suggested that we go into the fellowship hall, get something to drink; and take a break. John agreed and said that we could go to his office and listen to music on the computer. I felt my body shiver with anticipation! I knew this was going. Just an hour before I'd been a man with agood job, now I was little better than a whore. As the hopelessness ofthe situation became apparent I started to cry, something I hadn't donefor years. After several minutes I finally managed to get control of myselfand I climbed slightly unsteadily to my feet and went to the window. Itwas a clear moonlit night and as I looked down at the city I wonderedhow I could survive there in this body. In this body I had no means ofidentity, which meant I.